Six month soberthday.
Not a bad day, either. Still haven't figured out, much less obtained/done/had a treat but it is definitely on the list.
Got way too hungry this evening and was awfully cranky for a while but food fixed it right up. No desire to drink and after Saturday I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything either. Spent the time from after dinner till now sewing which kept me on a different level of the house entirely and allowed me to completely ignore the drinking going on elsewhere and not start in on any kind of judgment or indignation wrapped in a thin layer of concern. Staying occupied with my own things and my own life was a good way to sidestep all that sticky stuff, emotionally speaking, that is. Live and let live (which I will forever associate with the 1980 movie Flash Gordon because Dale says it to Ming early on.)
Still with the leg, still too heavy on the carbs, still dreading the stupid turkey day...but not getting totally bent out of shape or whackadoo about any of it.